The Pointless Adventures Of Jace And Simon (COMPLETE)

Trade for Rome 2

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING
CLARY POV
I was curled up on the floor with Jace's shirt. I never threw it away. I didn't even bother to put it away. It still hurt that he traded me for a city. I tried to get over him. But he was it...he was the one for me...but I guess I'm not the one for him. I smell the shirt. It stopped smelling like him. Even the bed. I've never missed him more. I miss how he would wake up at an ungodly hour and wake me up. How he would wrap his hands around my waist and kiss me lightly while I was painting. How warm he was when I fell asleep with him. It used to be so warm and colorful. I haven't picked up a brush since the day Jace left. I sigh hopelessly. I sigh and get up. I put on clothes and go out, which I only do to get necessities. But this time, I'm going to go do something else. I somehow found new strength. I smile as I go to Simon's bakery. He bakes amazing cakes...unlike Izzy. I was still healing, but There's no way someone's going to hurt me while I walk To Simon's bakery. I sigh happily. This is good, I should be doing this, I shouldn't be whining about Jace anymore. I try to smile as I walk in and see Simon, weirdly enough, it's barley full. Only like, five people instead of 79 ish. I go to the counter and see Simon.
"Hey, haven't seen you in a while" he says.
"Sorry," I mumble.
"It's ok, i get it...i would be doing the same if Izzy did that..." Simon says as he wipes the counter. "I'm guessing you don't want your usual?" Simon asks. When Jace and I came here we would always get the half and half cake, it was half mango half strawberry. Jace would eat the strawberry and I would eat the mango.
"Just give me chocolate" I sigh. Simon gives me the chocolate. I smile at him. The small bell on the door rings. I don't look up. But Simon had a type of face. I was about to look at who had come in when Simon quickly grabbed my arm.
"Don't look!" He says. I frown and look anyways. Now I wished I hadn't looked. The wound I had felt like it had been ripped open again, and as if it had been even more broken and ripped. It hurt so much more than Jace telling me he was leaving. Jace was at the door, with some skinny, tall, Italian girl. I looked like trash compared to her, even if I put on make up and dressed up with all of Izzy's best things. I would still look like trash. She was beautiful with straight dark brown hair and brown eyes with tan skin. She laughed at something Jace said. Kind of like we would do. Jace looked up at me. I quickly turned back to Simon. I wipe a stupid tear that fell.
       "I'm leaving now..." I said. I grab the cake and leave. "Excuse me," I mumble as I walk past Jace. Who knew I would leave the bakery ten times more broken than I already was?